Author's Note: Hey, how's everybody doing ? I hope you're good. This is my first Bill & Ted fic so please excuse any small discrepancies and, again, just so we're clear it will eventually be Ted/Bill.

So here's the story run down :

Emphasize

'First person thought'

"Thought Bill."

Plane

Theodore 'Ted' Logan couldn't believe this, it was…it was, like, the most impossibly heinous thing he'd heard in the history of ever. 'This is completely and utterly bogus; I passed the assignment with an A+. He can't do this to me, the future needs me and more importantly, Bill needs me.'

His dad, tall, black-haired and brown-eyed just like him, gave him a 'cop look' and said, "Don't even try, Ted. I know why you passed, there's only one possible reason. The reason you buckled down is simple and it's not because you actually wanted to pass, it's because of Bill and that idiotic band. You need real discipline and since you won't listen to me, you need to go to Oates Military Academy. Trust me when I say that someday you'll thank me for this someday, Theodore Logan. Now go and pack."

He, still, protested anyway, "But, dad, you can't."

"Well, I am, go pack, now ! We leave in two hours."

It made him sigh, "Yes, sir."

His heart leapt at the knock on the door and sank at, "I will answer it."

Slowly, he trudged to his bedroom to throw the old brown suitcase on the bed, open it and start jamming things in it. A minute later, his blond-haired and most excellent of friends William 'Bill' Preston, Esq. walked into the room and exclaimed, "Ted, dude, I don't even know what to say ! This isn't what Rufus said would happen."

As he snarled, "Well, maybe Rufus lied to us about the future ! Maybe he lied to us about the Wyld Stallyns, too ! Maybe he's just a bogus fraud and we got majorly conned. My dad's being a major dickweed and I don't want to leave, Bill.", he pushed the suitcase onto the floor, scattering clothes all over.

It made him startle when, suddenly, there were warm hands rubbing his shoulders, "Calm down, man, I haven't seen you angry in a long time. I know, I don't want you to go to Oates either.", and he leaned back against Bill subconsciously.

Eventually, he calmed down and Bill helped him pack up. All too soon, dad, himself and Bill stood in front of a plane. He didn't really notice the surroundings as his heartbeat was pounding in his ears when Bill hugged him, "I'm gonna miss you. Don't forget about me, bro."

"I won't, I'll see you later. When I get back you'll have to teach me those awesome guitar lessons you're gonna learn. Deal ?"

"Deal."

They both said, "Excellent.", then he forced himself to move and get on the plane. After he'd put his luggage away and sat down, the plane started to move. He looked past his seatmate - a dark-blond, dark-blue/gray eyed and tan-skinned dude, out the window. Bill was doing air guitar and dad was face palming.

It made him smile, beside him the dark-blond asked, "Who are you ?"

For a second without Bill to help him out, he floundered, "My name's Ted, dude. Err, I mean my name is Theodore 'Ted' Logan."

Dark-blond grinned, "Awesome, it's nice to meet you, Ted. Now, man, you calm down until you meet the Colonel or you'll just psyche yourself out. I'm good at growing on trees. By that I mean I'm Jim, Jim Moss."

"Thanks, Jim."

He and Jim shook hands as the plane took off, he looked through the window again. Bill was still grinning and waving like crazy. 'I'm really gonna miss him, but, at least, I'll have one friend at Oates.'